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"N-Nick! Your hurting me!" Clemintine squirmed and pulled against Nick's tight grip, it seemed like he was made of complete metal. "WHY DID YOU SHOOT AMY?! I LOVED HER!" Nick shouted, his normally bright blue eyes were dangerously dark. Nick's always been so anxious, careful, hard headed and angry but nothing like this. "Nick! Please stop!" Clemintine finally gave up as she fell onto her butt, Nick's grip not loosening. A warm tear fell down her flushed cheeks, then another, until her cheeks were a river. Nick suddenly snapped into reality and relised what he was doing as he quickly let go. A large, purpleish blue bruse ran across her delicate forearm. He tried to comfort the trembling child but if he touched her she would do anything she could to get away, avoiding him. If he tried to speak to her she'd flinch. Nick regretted everything.
1. Head In the Clouds But My Gravity's Centered
